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Friday, January 29, 2010, 11:44 PM
Sometimes, somnewhere between my third and fifth rib, it gets so cold that my whole body seems to freeze. I really hate that feeling. I really hate feeling weak and alone. I really hate remembering. And sometimes I suspect I might have been an elephant. I don't understand why I care so much, when it's been so long. I don't understand why it feels like the only person it scarred is me. And I'm tired of fighting this inevitable process. I just want to be free of this wretched cycle. I'm so ashamed to say that... I didn't have anyone with me throughout the entire thing. I still feel like I'll never be good enough. And I said I'd try my best. But this isn't my best. It really isn't. Because if it was then I'd be happier but I'm not. Why does it hurt so much?
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